I Don't Cultivate Immortality, I Cultivate Life

On the fortune-telling platform in Qingwu Town, Shen Yan was judged to have a lower fate by the Immortal Sect. Fate sign: Death. Born in debt, one cannot control one's fate. When encountering disaster, you must respond; when encountering wealth, you must break. Everyone said that he was destined to ward off disasters and die for others. Until that night, he saw his first life debt in the palm of his hand. It turns out that he was not ill-fated, but his life was stolen. The Zhao family's golden scale life was borrowed from his own life. The Qingyun Road of the Immortal Sect weighed on his life. The so-called destiny is just something someone stole and wrote in the destiny book. Others cultivate spiritual roots, cultivate magic, and cultivate immortality. Shen Yan does not cultivate immortality. He cultivates his life. Whoever lends his life must pay it back. Whoever steals his fire must pay for it. Whoever crucified him as a scapegoat, he would pay back the debt one by one. They say destiny is determined by God. Shen Yan opened the old oil-paper umbrella and walked into the wind and snow. "I don't recognize my life." "Who owes me something, and how are you going to pay it back?"